I Come With Skills

Lyrics

Mr. Voodoo - "I Come With Skills" [Emcee(s): Mr. Voodoo] [Producer(s): Looie II] [Intro: Mr. Voodoo] Yeah, yeah. '9-6, don't get caught in the motherfucking mix. Mr. Voo coming through. Ayyo, drop it. Yeah, yeah. You know what time it is. Check it out, check it out [Verse 1: Mr. Voodoo] Taste the hemlock from the cauldron Beware 'cause I'm coming to your quadrant Pulling nine double-m Glocks out at the speed of light On squadrons. To heat a mic, you can drop bombs, but I Drop meteorites. The Five-Percent school Ten percent rule, eighty-five a fool, but I'm As wise as Elijah Poole, deep-thinking with The heat-seeking rap. You think I'm wack, you'll get smacked for Thinking that dumbness. A .22 dumdums is Causing you numbness. I'm so ahead of my time I came before Columbus. You don't want this, ain't nothing to do But run from this. As long as the thoughts Call, there'll be another encore. Satan is Pope John Paul the Second. I face the east while you Praise The Beast for blessings. Sending phony-ass rappers Back to the essence 'cause never will I ever condone (What, god?) Perpetrating on the microphone Ain't nothing for me to fear but fear alone I pack chrome and sack homes like The emperor of Rome, so prepare a throne [Hook: Mr. Voodoo] I enter the Terrordome alone And swarm on your sect, come with skills And leave with your respect. You front like you the Big Will But I still detects no quill. I come with skills And leave with your respect. You try to keep it real by packing Steel and catching wreck, but I come with skills And leave with your respect. Ain't paid no dues—only got A deal 'cause of connects, but I come with skills And leave with your respect [Bridge: Mr. Voodoo] (Yeah, yeah) It's Mr. Voo Come through with skills (I come with skills) (And leave with your respect) And leave with your respect The Natural Elements crew (Yeah, yeah) come through with skills (Come with skills) (And leave with your respect) And leave with your respect [Verse 2: Mr. Voodoo] You know the 'folio: I Cripple like polio and solely flow. You're more full Of bull than a rodeo. I be the Romeo (Word) Romanticizing dimes, antagonizing slime (With what?) With fantasized rhymes glamourizing crime (Yeah, yeah) But still can't rhyme. You're better off trying to flow In pantomime. My hands in grime Caught up in a race against the sands of time, trying to take The honey, you caught the vapors—now it makes you act funny But try to front on me and you will soon be irrelevant Like paper money. Just plug the mic in. My tongue Strike men like lightning, turn you pale like white men Robbing nations like Vikings. Lyrics and skills—these two Components make me a most formidable opponent When I appear, for many emcees, it's their most-feared moment I be the man they call "The Microphonist." When I'm zoning, I take out all the wack emcees in the world Combined when I bless one rhyme and confine More niggas than one time (Yeah, yeah) for your time [Hook: Mr. Voodoo] No TECs, no Lex. I come with skills And leave with your respect. You front like you the Big Will But I still detects no quill. I kick a skill And leave with your respect. You tried to keep it real by packing Steel and catching wreck, but I come with skills And leave with your respect. Ain't paid no dues—only got A deal 'cause of connects, but I come with skills And leave with your respect [Outro: Mr. Voodoo] Yeah, yeah Mr. Voo come through with skills (I come with skills) (And leave with your respect) Leave with your motherfucking respect (Yeah, yeah, I come with skills) (And leave with your respect) The Natural Elements crew Come through. Peep the skills (Yeah, yeah, I come with skills) (And leave with your motherfucking respect) Natural Elements Yeah, yeah, we come through with skills And leave with your respect, motherfucker Fresh for '96, sucker